Wednesday, 15 August 2012

Time to tweak the nuts of the elephant in the room

So, my girlfriend recently moved in with me. This has not happened before. There is no precedent, and there's trouble brewing.

The problem is this: I am an avid film fan in the true sense of the word. I am fanatical. I love watching films to a ridiculous degree. I could happily watch three films an evening and that would be a great night for me.

I have spent weekends doing nothing but watching films. I rarely watch television, I like a computer game but can drop them without too much dismay, I read on the commute, I'm not sporty. But films, films are my bread and butter. The chicken in my bucket. I own hundreds of DVDs and blu rays and can watch a film over and over again. I have even spent many a night firing up dozens of DVDs just to watch my favourite few scenes. Eject, bang in the next. In short, I gorge on film. I binge. I am nerdy and obsessive and I love it.

So here's the rub: my girlfriend can't stay awake through a film to save her life. I swear, to the extent that its almost some kind of super power. I thought it was dimming the lights but no. If a film was put on 20 mins after she woke up in the morning she would be back asleep again in half an hour.

This unnervingly puts my love for film under the microscope. One of my worst traits is that I tend to feel nervous about the things I enjoy in front of other people. I'm secretive and furtive. If someone walks in on me playing a computer game I feel ashamed and have to switch it off. I feel compelled to justify drinking a bit too much wine over and over in my head. And now my love of film is starting to seem a bit sordid. Confronted with this absolute ability to sleep during the best cinema has to offer I feel somehow like I'm in the wrong. Like I should be sleeping my way through this bullshit too. In short, I lack conviction in my own sense of pleasure.

What to do?

For the record. She has stayed awake through Drive, anything by Pixar and Moneyball, a three hour long film about baseball. How the hell did that happen?

2 comments:

  1. Mine's the same but with telly. She's fine during films though. Maybe they can get together and work through their issues. Watch out though as it may be contagious! I found myself nodding off during an episode of Columbo last weekend, which is unheard of for me.

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    1. Yeah, apparently nothing sends a person to sleep quicker than a compelling narrative. :-)

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